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I waved. “Hey, there.”
“Hi,” he breathed out.
“I brought you lunch.”
Logan headed toward me, shutting the door behind him and unceremoniously leaving Sebastian on the other side.
“Do you not like him?”
“Dr. Everett is a competent physician and well liked among the staff.”
I bet he was.
“Just not by you?” I questioned.
“I didn’t say that.” Logan sat in the chair Sebastian had just vacated.
“What do you say?”
“I don’t know him well enough to judge yet. He’s only a floater in the ER, so I don’t see him all that often.”
“Oh. Well, anyway. Surprise.” I waved my hand over all the food I’d bought at the Moon Café. “Your favorite sandwich is right there.” I pointed at it in the middle of the table. “I hope you don’t mind that I dropped by. Eden told me you barely eat while you’re working, so I thought I’d bring you some nourishment. And I wanted to thank you for yesterday. You saved me from what was probably going to be an awkward date. You and Sophie made it a great day.”
Logan’s lips twitched.
“Go ahead and smile,” I encouraged him.
He shook his head and offered me a half smirk.
“I’ll take it, but one day I’m going to see you really smile.”
Logan’s ears pinked while he hastily reached for his sandwich. “Thank you for lunch.”
“You’re welcome. By the way, I kind of word vomited again in front of Dr. Everett. You dang gorgeous doctors are going to be the death of me.”
Logan ripped off the paper covering his sandwich a little violently. “You think Dr. Everett is gorgeous?”
“Well, yeah. I think anyone would.”
Logan shrugged. “I don’t see the appeal.”
“We will have to agree to disagree.” I grabbed the Caesar salad and opened the container. It was then I noticed Logan was wearing his charm bracelet. “Look how cute you are wearing your charm bracelet. Sophie will be so happy.”
He shifted uncomfortably in his seat while chewing a bite of his sandwich slowly. Once he swallowed, he redirected the conversation. He was good at that.
“How much did you word vomit?”
“Enough,” I sighed. “Nothing like the exorcist event I had with you, but enough for Dr. Everett to think I’m odd, just like you do,” I teased.
“Odd isn’t necessarily a bad thing.” Logan took another bite with a vengeance.
“Wow, you really know how to make a girl feel good.” I grinned.
Logan offered me a smirk and nothing else.
“So, how’s your day been?” I asked.
Logan wiped his mouth with a napkin. “It’s been pretty quiet for a Sunday.”
